Number Nightmare

omfg.
i just got back from work...
and like shit man.
my neck, is like forever cramped from looking down for like 4 hours straight
my back is stiff and slouched.
and i'm so tired of looking at numbers.
numbers, numbers, numbers for 4 freaking hours. omfg.
but
i feel strangely happy
because i can say i helped a child learn today (make that several children).
OMG, but near the end
i got so pissed off at this one kid - he wasn't there, i just got pissed off marking his work.
like honestly
EVERYTHING WAS FAUCKING WRONG.
he always got the first question right, then he'd just go up by one like 13, 14, 15, 16...
and he honestly didn't give a shit. i hate kids who write random numbers. Its like, i take the time to mark your work, why don't you take the time to do it freaking correctly? wait... it was a girl, change all that to 'she'.
and the work was like, easy as hell.
its was like 1+4 and like 6+7
HOW HARD CAN IT BE?!?!
i had to mark 2 weeks worth of her work.
halfway through, my pen ran out of ink. and i swear to god, MY PEN HAD ENOUGH INK TO LAST 2 DAYS.
i think that says something.
blargh...
but i guess, i like my job... its very sulf fulfilling and i'm always so proud of all the students. and plus i'm always sitting in a cushiony chair so that is a bonus XD
hmmm
i should really think of pursuing a teaching career when i grow up...